The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 764 - 702

A great battle came swiftly and ended just as quickly.

With Impermanence having had his heart gouged out and struck dead by Thunderbolt, the Minotaur suppressed by the domain jointly constructed by the Azure Dragon and Xuanwu, and Meng Po unable to escape, the outcome of the fight settled like dust falling to the ground.

Is this what a battle of the gods looks like?

Liu Ji watched from the sidelines, his eyes dazzled, and couldn’t help but yearn for such power.

Cultivating immortality and seeking Dao, reaching the highest realms gradually feels different from Mortals, transcendent and extraordinary.

Now, it seems Mortals are to him as he is to Divine Spirits.

There are mountains beyond mountains, heavens beyond the sky. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Perhaps, even beyond Divine Spirits, there exist even more powerful beings; this is the Great Dao, endless and boundless.

Realizing this, Liu Ji’s resolve in his pursuit of the Dao grew even stronger.

As long as he lived, he would not stop chasing the Great Dao.

Setting aside how full of ambition Liu Ji was, Lin Yun had subdued the Minotaur and Meng Po, and immediately his intent to kill was aroused.

Only the dead are truly safe. These two gods had just tried to scheme against him. Lin Yun had always believed in retribution, he might forget due to the sheer number of enemies, but he’d never miss an opportunity for revenge when it presented itself.

"Wait, don’t kill me!"

Seeing the situation turn against him, the Minotaur hastened to beg for mercy.

This time he had fallen into Lin Yun’s hands, but he didn’t think Lin Yun would necessarily kill him.

The hatred between Divine Spirits could easily be resolved; with everyone having such long lifespans, there was no need to fight to the death over minor disputes. At worst, he could admit his fault, offer an apology, and let the matter pass—how wonderful that would be.

"Do you have any last words?"

Lin Yun’s sword was at the Minotaur’s neck, Thunderclap Sword’s lightning making the Minotaur’s skin tingle.

The Minotaur suddenly wore a flattering smile and said, "A misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding. It’s not easy for any of us to become gods, why resort to violence? We could sit down and talk things over. There’s no grudge that can’t be settled, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Yun also revealed a pleasant smile, then with one stroke he beheaded the Minotaur.

"You, why did you kill me!"

The Minotaur’s head fell to the ground, still uttering words of shock.

He was a god, not so easily killed, but Lin Yun’s act of decapitating him was undeniably a display of his unwillingness to let him go.

Indeed, Lin Yun cut down a few more times. This was an attack with Canglan Divine Power, aimed at washing away the Minotaur’s Divine Soul.

"No reason, the Minotaur simply must die."

Lin Yun finally shouted the line he had long wanted to say, then curled his fingers into a claw, reaching for the Minotaur’s face.

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

Fear finally crept into the voice of the Minotaur. In reality, Lin Yun chopping off his head or wounding his soul, both would cause him pain, but were not fatal.

Divine Spirits differ from Mortals; as long as the True Spirit isn’t extinguished, they cannot die.

Even if their bodies are destroyed, they can regenerate their limbs.

But the mask on his face was different.

Without it, he might as well have been dead.

In this moment, the Minotaur realized why Impermanence, although knowing he was no match for Lin Yun, still launched a suicidal attack, only to be hacked to death by Lin Yun in the end.

It was because Lin Yun had obtained Impermanence’s heart!

The gods of the Netherworld Realm all have their own life’s essence; as long as it remained and a bit of the True Spirit clung to it, no matter how many times the body and Divine Soul were destroyed, they could be reborn with the help of the life’s essence.

If it was lost, nearly all the Divine Power would be gone as well, equating to the loss of one’s foundation.

Hence, the true form of a divine object was always a taboo for the God of the Netherworld, a secret never to be divulged to anyone.

Now that I think about it, Impermanence’s heart must have been his divine object!

Lin Yun was even more terrifying than he had imagined, able to see through the divine objects of these gods.

So, when he reached for my face, was he trying to snatch away my mask?

"Don’t, please, let me go, don’t take off my mask!"

The Minotaur wept furiously, and Lin Yun hadn’t expected that a divine spirit, so high and mighty, would stoop to begging like this.

"Give it here!"

Lin Yun had already reached the edge of the mask.

The Minotaur’s mask fitted seamlessly, clinging tight to the skin, indistinguishable from real flesh. Lin Yun yanked hard, and the Minotaur immediately let out a painful wail.

But under the suppression of the Twin Divine Realms, he couldn’t move a muscle, powerless to resist.

A ripping sound was heard, followed by drops of blood falling, as Lin Yun violently tore off the bloody, fleshy Minotaur mask.

What remained of the Minotaur’s head was a bloody pulp, its facial features unrecognizable; countless flesh buds writhing madly after the loss of the mask. Lin Yun felt nauseous at the sight and quickly sent a flame to engulf both the Minotaur’s head and its body.

In the flames, the Minotaur’s cries grew more piercing, chilling the hearts of the listeners and sending shivers down their spines.

Liu Ji’s gaze towards Lin Yun had grown even more peculiar.

This guy definitely had the aura of a Demonic Path overlord.

Liu Ji felt that as the Demon Sect Leader, he might not even match up to Lin Yun in ruthlessness.

Facing the pleas of the weak, he could remain unmoved, killing them with thunderous methods; clean and decisive, truly a ruthless man.

Seeing her two companions meet such a tragic end, Meng Po shivered uncontrollably.

She quickly reverted to human form, her body trembling violently out of fear, the flesh on her body visibly undulating.

Unfortunately, having seen her transform into a Tentacle Monster, Lin Yun felt somewhat repulsed even now looking at her.

Although Lin Yun seldom laid hands on beautiful women, it seemed...

Since he had been out and about, the number stood at zero, but he was not the type to hesitate to kill a woman.

Meng Po was destined to die today!

However, better kill her before stripping off her clothes, he didn’t want to be misunderstood.

Although Meng Po was the weakest among the three gods, she was the smartest.

Now, facing the terror of death, she was still trying to find a way to live.

Reverting to human form was part of that strategy, and at the same time, she was using her innate divine skills to emit an air of vulnerability and pitifulness that involuntarily elicited sympathy.

Especially after witnessing Lin Yun’s cruel methods of killing the Minotaur, others would naturally be inclined to feel pity for this survivor.

Indeed, she had succeeded.

Both Qian Qian and Snow Maiden had taken the bait.

They felt sympathy for Meng Po, especially Qian Qian, who had interacted with Meng Po before and knew her to be quite amiable, though her aversion to clothing was a bit strange.

The Snow Maiden’s simplicity stemmed from her dislike of attacking those without the ability to fight back.

However, neither the Snow Maiden nor Qian Qian were foolish or ignorant. In such a scenario, even a saint like Zhen Li would likely not speak out to dissuade Lin Yun.

Still, evoking pity in others was not pointless.

It was just groundwork laid for her survival; to truly live, she had to rely on offering something of value.

"Don’t kill me, I know a way to help you unlock reincarnation!"